Urban jungle, fight to survive.
Machete slashes makes the way in the branches choking the voice.
What am i doing here?
This vegetation doesn’t exist, it’s plastic.
Drums and screams, we are not alone and Taipei is near, you far away.
2 minutes and 46 seconds separate you from Haf Haf, oblivion course.
The rhythmic at this point is solid to give space to the synthesis flooding villages and the nearby jungle.
The Gang dance with the Lizards.
May 12, 2014